Chapitre 1041: 1041: Are you... waiting for me? (13)_1

Her eyes were so swollen that she could barely open them; everything was a blur. She could hardly see him anymore...

"Walter..." She bit her lip, desperately wanting to ask, but unable to utter a word. It wasn't until his back was about to disappear at the end of the hallway that she finally mustered the courage to run after him, "Walter Schmidt!"

She called out softly, her voice not very loud, but it echoed with unusual clarity in the corridor of the deep night.

In the distance, the man's back stiffened, and his steps halted. He didn't turn around, hands in his pockets, standing silently there as if waiting for her to catch up.

Seeing this, Emily Stone quickened her pace, rushing forward with an urgency to grasp his arm with her right hand.

But she forgot about her injured right hand. After grasping forcefully, she exclaimed in pain, "Ah!..."

Her face instantly turned pale, and she immediately let go of her hand.